I'm going to 'phone the sheriff at Windermere to hold him for us. How far is that boathouse from the village?"
"About a mile and a half," Odell responded. "The sheriff may know whose it is if you tell him that there is a canoe stored there named the 'Midinette.' It took us nearly an hour to wake up the fellow at the garage; but when we succeeded he brought us into the city in good time. Here's the rest of the money I took from Pete's body, and the pistol."
As he laid them upon the desk the chief took up the receiver and put in a call for Windermere, then turned once more to the detective with a quizzical light in his keen eyes.
"Well, I suppose all you want now is to get a bath and then sleep the clock around," he remarked.
"No, sir," replied Odell doggedly, although his head was swimming from fatigue. "I want to clean up and get back on the job as fast as I can. Have there been any fresh developments?"
"A few. Want Miller any longer?"
"Not now. I may need him to-night, though."
"All right." Captain Lewis nodded to the subordinate. "You're off duty until six, Miller. Report then if you think you can get about the streets without being kidnapped."
Miller, flushing at the implied rebuke in the chief's heavy attempt at a jest, withdrew; and as the door closed after him Odell asked eagerly:
"Did you get anything further out of Peters?"
"No. After I got through with him yesterday morning he was like a squeezed orange; but beyond what he told you about that voice that he heard, his mind is only a blank of
